Lyrics:
they're finding me
He's gone with no traces
So many good days many bad days
So many ask me waiting you dey say
My fans dey ask me where i been dey
Am
bitch in this car, man
[ Willie D ]
Oh boy, that's misdemeanor shit
I'm on that other level
[ DJ REDDY RED ]
Fuck you mean by the other level shit, man?
[
six-four, I'm Diddy no tint
I can't hide in New York City
I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted
a photo
Gotta keep it clean with the gogo
Got ya girl screaming like oh no
Got ya girl screaming like oh no
Been thinking about it all day
Been thinking
a good time
And you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice
If you're waiting for a long time
For
a good time
And you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice
If you're waiting for a long time
For
Want to introduce to the good life, trips overseas get a crib where the moon shine to the sky light/ dinner by wine light, want you to have it all/
Hey!
"Catchy, huh?
Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy that!
But no time to linger in South America,
For I hear by the sound of the slide guitar,
That it is
good bitches in life it was so sad
Remix the work he try snake me that shit went bad
I dont know what they on but it aint no cash
Run through the red
the best I can
I ain't no Superman
But Sam I am
And I'm a feel good doctor
Big bad talker
After midnight walker
Sittin on the bay docker
I'm
could it not be true
If it's by Kbrokaysen
Colors gone bad
Colors gone ultra red
My friends ultra violet
Cause they all dread
My dreams ultra blue
Cause
on you like death wish
Spinning your head like the exorcist
(*Smack*) that's a death kiss
Viscious, foaming at the mouth like rabies
Ain't no good
on you like death wish
Spinning your head like the exorcist
(*Smack*) that's a death kiss
Viscious, foaming at the mouth like rabies
Ain't no good
pussy like what am I doing wrong?
Can't there be holes to stick it in and not a fucking dong?
Every day is feeling like a repeat of the last
Like why
dribbling nigga get to ya goals
I'm locked in on getting respect from my top 10
Then topped by top women who don't reply to DMs
Smack my dick on her jaw for
here in japerdy no this shit ain't proper
Rip Triple x, Quincy B, all ley man neh fwehting here,
Rest in peace
I be sitting on my jet, yea but la my
On a mission to the top tryna run it up
Any nigga play with gang we gon' hit him up
Can't be fucking with no hoe they gon' line you up
Stay up out
One day I'll make you my wife
It's no point giving up
I go so hard it count twice
This spliff ain't hitting bruh
I'm about to hit the pipe
I know you
on
there aint no use
pretending that you're sad
I know you baby
can be bad bad bad
but bad is good
at least that's what I see
and anyway
it's okay
dawgs we been having hood fame
I used to sip on that red not no kool-aid
I'm in the trap on a Tuesday
I got a bad bitch, with me she choosy
She don't know
ain't finna stop
I was down bad but I ain't get mad
Layin on the floor wit no cover
What you kno bout them days wit a broken door
Member them days when
Steppin to my brother get you buried by your brother's grave
I be with them cuttas, Curry on me for my day-to-day
And I be in the trap, a birdie on me
king horror, I’m king horror
No one can pronounce my last name
So I cast a spell on them, they in they last phase
Conquest don’t rest bitch or it’s a bad
on some dope beats and the whole beach buzzing
Beautiful day today, you got no work
Go join the beer-bellied fellas chilling with no shirts
Either sitting
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